A rescheduled run because of the glorious spring weather. This began in the car and continued in the car-park with the usual highly predictable disagreement between Mr Holmes and everybody else. Mr Holmes, I should add, is an occasional wart who puts in a guest appearance just to ensure that the aforementioned argument happens - a sort of tradition that he feels he has to uphold. Anyway...we decided to have a split with a decision on route being taked at the top of Agden Rocher. Predictably this was feet deep in snow necessitating a detour into adjacent fields to negotiate. The "splitters" seemed to disappear at this point only to reappear later on as we trudged through the snow up to Bar Dyke. I should say that there was a wonderful snowy descent off the Rocher. The debate continued at Bar Dyke, with the sensible ones pointing out that although Emlin was only half a mile away as the crow flies, it was about 3 snowy,waist-high miles as the runner trudges but common sense was never one of our strong points. So we fought our way across the valley, through the occasional cornice and almost sheer snow cliffs up to Emlin trig where the last whisky of winter was taken and so the season ends with the beginning of the dreaded summer runs!!!